stand back, let me come

"Which one do you like?"

Qi Shan slightly tilted his head to look at Su Shang.

"Meow~~~"

Su Shang obediently squatted on his shoulder.

The original Fugucheng Miaoba, now the Ru Yao Miaoba, is extremely docile in the face of her parents, even her voice is soft.

The long, thick and soft tail was hanging down against the shit shovel officer's back, swiping left and right from time to time.At this time, cats don't shed very much, and Qishan specially wears clothes that are close to Sushang's hair today, and the floating hair that falls is not obvious.

Pray for goodness: "Storekeeper, each of these packs eight taels."

The fish in this shop is good.

Switched to this store, ready to go to another.

Buy a live chicken or a live rabbit.

At this time, the weather has not turned warm, and mice are harder to catch than before. As a shit shovel officer, it is natural to prepare enough food for the master, and occasionally change the taste.Sushang likes the organs of various animals, such as chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep and rabbits, and occasionally beats eggs.

The raised hair is the smoothest and thickest in Ru Yao Miaoqun.

Su Shang raised his paw and patted the shit shovel officer on the shoulder.

Qi Shan skillfully took out the small dried fish.

"Eat less, I'll have more when I go back. I've eaten too much at the moment, so I can only watch your daughter eat it when I go back." When moving from Fugu City, Qi Shan took Sushang and Sushangsheng's youngest two away. The only cat, the others stayed in the official office of Fuguzhi. I thought that those officials would treat Sushang's children and grandchildren well, he said, "Tsk, I have to use willow branches to wipe your teeth when you go back, it smells so bad."

Where does the prime businessman understand this?
It stood firmly on Qi Shan's shoulder, pressed the small dried fish with its front paws, tore it and swallowed it, and finished eating it in no time.He licked his paws contentedly, then wiped his face back and forth with his paws.Then he narrowed his eyes comfortably and yawned.

The merchant complimented: "Master, this cat is really good."

Qi Shan smiled as if it was him who was being praised, but he still said reservedly, "It's better not to be so naughty."

When Su Shang came to Ru Yao, the first thing he did was to provoke local cats everywhere.In those days, there were always wounds on his body, which made Qi Shan feel anxious.When he thought that in a while, Su Shang was going to become a mother again, his grandfather felt particularly melancholy.

Is there no way to do it once and for all?

After chatting with the merchant, Qi Shan wanted to walk away.

Suddenly, his shoulders lightened.

Because Sushang likes moving and not quiet, he will run out and fool around when he is full by his side, so Qishan is not surprised that it will not be able to sit still, but this time is different - there is a very light fluctuation in the air!It's still vaguely familiar!
the most important is--

Su Shang didn't jump off his shoulders either!

All of a sudden its weight is gone!

In the blink of an eye, Qi Shan changed his calm eyes, and his eyes became stern - who is courting death and dare to touch his prime businessman!

Sushang's meow was heard not far away.

Qi Shan turned his head to look at the sound.

I saw three people standing in front of a restaurant.

Two familiar faces, one unfamiliar.

All attention was attracted by the tallest red-robed scribe among the three, to be precise, the meow in the hands of the red-robed scribe!
"Sir, what are you doing?"

The young man just watched with relish, but the gentle and patient appearance of the other party was completely different from his usual image.She only knew that the master book loved cats like her life, and raised the cat named Sushang as her own daughter, but she didn't know what the other party looked like when she got along with the liu slave.

The contrast between before and after can be called a scene of Ru Yao.

Just as she was about to go forward and salute, who knew that when she saw a flower in front of her, Su Shang was transferred from the shoulder of Qi Zhushu to the arms of the red-robed scholar!
This is not the most outrageous.

The young scribe smiled and said, "What are you doing? Can't you see?"

juvenile:"???"

The young scribe beside her grabbed the cat with his left hand, and held a small dagger in his right hand.Su Shang was still stunned, his two front paws hugged the arm of the red-robed scribe, his expression full of blankness.

The young man's expression was also confused.

The little lady of the Zhao family looked at Qi Shan, who rolled up her sleeves and had a frosty face, and then looked at her companion who was hijacking a cat with a proud face.

He murmured, "You two... are you enemies or friends?"

Say it's a friend, come up and grab someone's cat.

Call it an enemy, how can anyone snatch someone's cat?

Without waiting for the young man and the little lady of the Zhao family to figure it out, Qi Shan held the sword on his waist, strode forward, and said sharply: "Hurry up and return Su Shang! Otherwise, you will be splattered with blood on the spot!"

The young scribe had no fear, and asked Sushang to order him to pray for goodness: "I should tell you this! Qi Yuanliang, if you don't want this cat to splatter on the spot, you will pay back what you owe! Otherwise, Try to see if you can see this cat again!"

Qi Shan presses back the sword that he has drawn out a few inches.

The expression on his face seemed to be both angry and helpless.

When the pedestrians around saw the movement, they all cast surprised and curious eyes, and Qi Shan, who was onlookers, took a few deep breaths.

"Don't scare Sushang!"

The young scribe asked back, "Do you think it's frightened?"

Not only is it not like, the tail is still happily sweeping from side to side.

Praying: "..."

This girl can't take it anymore!
In the words of the lord, his head is buzzing now.

He was a little surprised by the appearance of the young scribes, but he felt that it was reasonable. Since he met Qin Li, Jiang Sheng, and Xun Zhen in succession, he had a vague hunch that he had a grudge against him sooner or later. Late, will appear one by one.

It's just - to say that among his group of enemies, which one does he least want to see, this person in front of him definitely ranks in the top three!

why?
Because it is more complicated.

If it is another enemy, Qi Shan can also say that their positions are different, and the outcome depends on their own means.The enemy's defeat is because their skills are not as good as others, it is better to cultivate well than to blame him, but this person is different.After careful calculation, Qi Shan owes this guy a lot of debt.

"This is not the place to talk... If there is any conflict, I will resolve it in private. What do you think?"

Young scribes take it as soon as they see it.

He didn't come here just to catch the cat and threaten Qishan, so he returned Sushang to the other party and put away the dagger.

There is a separate private room behind the restaurant.

The little lady of the Zhao family and the boy looked at each other.

But he couldn't hold back his curiosity and followed suit.

As soon as he was seated, the young scholar poured himself a cup of tea and ordered a table of dishes, all of which were the most expensive signature dishes of the restaurant, and asked Qi Shan to pay the bill.The shop assistant looked at Qi Shan, who nodded with a stinky face.

"Just put it on my account."

After the second child left, the young scholar spoke up.

"How has the past few years been?"

Qi Shan stroked Sushang's hair, felt the comfortable snoring under his palm, and softened his eyebrows: "It's good."

The young scribe was thoughtful.

"You're quite satisfied with your current lord." With Qishan's sturdy record of defeating seven lords in eight years, it's hard to imagine that someone could last two years in the opponent's hands...

Looking at this situation, it won't work in a short time.

Qishan: "Well, it's her."

There will be no next one.

The young man heard the meaning of his words, sneered, obviously didn't believe it, and Qi Shan didn't explain much, just asked him curiously: "Why did you find this place?"

Look at his appearance, not like passing by.

The young scribes will come through the process one by one.

He didn't forget to tease him: "I heard that Shen Jun's account is in urgent need of manpower, so you should have sent more than one letter. As a result - your friends disliked your way of being a scribe and didn't come, but the enemy has traveled thousands of miles. In this regard, How do you feel?"

Qi Shan said helplessly: "Hate is longer than love."

Those who are willing to run thousands of miles for him are enemies.

He didn't know what to say.

Hearing this, the young scribe patted his knees with laughter.

"What is this called? Qi Yuanliang, this is called retribution!"

Qi Shan couldn't refute and changed the subject: "...You came all the way to laugh at this in person?"

The young scribe reached out to him.

"And debt collection."

Qi Shan said cheekily: "You see, I'm still a lonely man, how many dicks can I shake out of my body?"

The young scribe looked disbelieving: "You have not yet reached the position of confidant with Shen Jun? Are you living so poor?"

Praying: "..."

Can he say that it is because he is in the position of confidant that he is poor?Shen Xiaolangjun would not be short of the cost of food and clothing for his subordinates, but if he said that he was spending money and making generous moves, that was really nothing.Prayers don't care about things outside themselves.

The bachelor just doesn't starve to death.

The little lady of the Zhao family can't understand this melon.

It was hard for the young man to ask questions, but she didn't have that concern, and asked the young scribe in a low voice, "Sir, why did you run so far to collect debts from this person? How much does he owe you?"

As soon as this question came out, both the young scribe and Qi Shan sank their faces, and the atmosphere was not as "relaxed and pleasant" as before.

The young scribe said, "You owe me a country!"